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August 21, 2010

Stacy: Interlude

She lay back and closed her eyes. She felt relaxed and tense at the same time. The first touch nearly sent her through the roof. She’d never felt anything like it… smooth and rough, warm and hot, all at the same time.

She gasped and her heart rate increased. She couldn’t seem to lie still, her muscles twitched and spasmed of their own accord. She grasped at nothing, felt as if she were floating, then crashed down hard.

She opened her eyes and found him smiling at her.

“Was that fun?” he asked.

She smiled slowly.

“Yes, dear,” she replied.

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August 23, 2010

Stacy: Entertain Me

"You'll do it," he said calmly, as if we were discussing the weather, "or your sister will be punished for your insubordination."

I looked at Silence, my baby sister. She stood as straight as an elven year old could stand, but I could see the fear in her eyes. I looked at Justice. My brother, becoming a man sooner than any 16 year old should. His eyes met mine and we knew we had no choice.

I unsheathed my knife and stepped into the ring. Justice stepped into the other side. We bowed to each other and began to circle.

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